Zhou Xuanji's words—"Think it over carefully"—still echoed softly through the room.
A breeze slipped through the half-open window, carrying the scent of immortal herbs from the midday market.
Lin Changqing leaned back in his chair and drew his gaze away from the window.
He set down his empty teacup, his tone mild.
"Enough. Let's leave that aside for now."
"If the Golden Qilin Demon Court truly sends someone, I have my own way of dealing with them."
"Elder Zhou, did you come here for anything else?"
Zhou Xuanji could tell Lin Changqing did not want to keep arguing over the Qilin.
His thoughts raced.
He came from the Eastern Azure Continent, but he doesn't sound like he belongs to any Holy Land.
From the way he carries himself, he's probably a Rogue Cultivator who has spent years in seclusion. None of the Holy Lands on the Eastern Azure Continent managed to recruit him.
And I'm almost certain he wasn't deliberately drawing disaster to our doorstep... That makes the next step easier.
Zhou Xuanji sat a little straighter and nodded.
"Senior, there is one other matter."
He paused.
"To be frank, I came on the Saint Lord's orders to invite you to join Cangwu Holy Land as a Core Elder."
Lin Changqing raised an eyebrow.
Zhou Xuanji continued.
"Senior, you are at the peak True Immortal stage, only one step from becoming a Profound Immortal."
"If you are willing to join Cangwu Holy Land, we will provide every resource you need for cultivation."
"Immortal Crystals, Pills, Cultivation Techniques, even a Secret Blessed Land for your seclusion—you may use them as you please."
"And the Holy Land will protect you."
"We will handle the Blazing Lion Demon Court."
"You need only cultivate in peace and focus on breaking through to the Profound